A young heir stepped out of the car. Sophia wasn't expecting to see Ethan so soon. After a brief pause, she composed herself.

"Mr. Wright."

"Why so formal? Just call me Ethan." He gestured invitingly. "Hop in. I'll give you a ride to the venue."

Sophia forced a smile. "No need. It's close, and you still have to park, Mr. Wright. Don't waste time on my account."

"Time spent on you isn't wasted," Ethan persisted with a polite smile. "I'd be ...